Sketch the Bottom Feeder - TK Slumber Party lyrics

Before the day can begin, I'm getting wasted again Guzzle whiskey and chase it with gin must be a phase that I'm in If you distract me while I'm craftin a rap then I'm probly gonna slap you with the pad and stab you in the face with the pen sh** is extra confusin' Thanks to the meth I'm abusin' Thought y'all ain't messin with humans f**in with sketch and Deloosion Every time we pa** the mic back and forth and took turns, another rapper's rhyme book burns A crook learns to wipe his prints off of a gun I wipe my prints off of the pen after every verse is done Gettin arrested for fun I commit crimes just so I can say it without fronting when I spit rhymes There's probably roofies involved when I hit dimes I might even pop one myself, hop on stage and forget lines I chug a Steel Reserve, smoke a spliff Jump behind the wheel and swerve, hit a granny and give her some broken hips (Hook) When we see a b**h sloppy drunk we tell her to pop her c*nt And shake her a** for the Thrashklan When we see a dude gettin' bucks we tell him to stick em up And give his cash to the Thrashklan (x2) (Deloosion verse coming soon) (Hook) After a couple beers I'm horny I'm leaning van in the driver's seat gettin roadhead while the b**h is steerin' for me I hit the bar when I earn money I've just recently turned twenty-five but I feel like I'm nearing forty! I tell the weirdest stories when I shoot up h**n-except I forget the who what, where and when I can't even tell between fiction and fact, my addiction to crack's ruined my life and there's no fixing it back Every time I wake up I get the blues, hit the snooze bu*ton When I'm finally up and Adam I sip the booze I don't got sh** to lose, might as well keep dreaming but they look at a white rapper like an obese vegan f** em, I give biters a purpose When I'm writing my verses I supply them a service I strike em with urges With a little help for me to get by/buy like a purchase I help em rise to the surface and leave em ridin' in hearses